I left the bathroom and went to the mini bar. I returned with a bottle of beer and I brought her hair brush, just for good measure. I told her to gr...it her teeth. When I saw her tense I spanked her arse, quite hard. She yelped and I told her to be silent. I spanked her again a little harder and she yelped again. A third time I spanked her and a third time she yelped. I forced her legs a little wider and spanked her again. This time I caught her by surprise as I had spanked her cunt. . I couldn’t tell her that my hard-on was from her, my brain tries to find a reasonable excuse for her.“No…I uh….it’s just hot out.” Was the best I could come up with.“It’s okay, you can tell me.” She says as she moves right next to me, her arm around my shoulder. I could feel more blood rushing to my penis, stiffening it further. My earlier attempt to hide my erection succeeded for only few seconds, but now, it was poking up right at my shorts. Since Cara was at my right, I turn to my left. Stacey bucked the head on her tonsils the thing filling her throat."Gggghhh cough! Splutter! Ugggggg!" The despairing man increased his rhythm fearing his wife might pass out.The black thug was in total control and he grunted with satisfaction seeing Stacey watch her husband out of the corner of her eye. "He's getting real hard baby." He announced with glee." Likes the sight of you swallowing a fucking hard black cock. Shall I tell him what's in store for his naughty little whore? Stacey didn't. I poured water over her to wet her body and massaged her. I ran my hands over her hands and clubbed them. I rubbed her all over; cleansing her thighs and her sweet belly. Her wet skin was glittering like gold. Seeing her I was aroused and my seven inch monster arouse yet again. I continued cupping her breasts from behind. I massaged them gently rubbing foam all over them, while kissing her shoulder from behind. I could see she was loving it as she tilted her head to the side. She started.